Day 80: Character: The Hands that Rocked the Cradle

Walking a point here that I’ve been aware of within myself for awhile as a memory/thought/character that I’ve participated in/as with regards to my mother – specifically her physical qualities such as her hands. A point that I’ve not been willing to let go of and release through self-forgiveness, until today.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to be and become a character/memory/thought pattern of and as my mother according to physical appearance/ expression and manifestation of her hands and their importance within and as who I am as the character of and as them.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to go into a character of ‘I have pretty hands’, wherein I will look upon the totality of my left hand in ADMIRation – just like looking through a glass window panel and seeing my hands as a MIRRor reflection of my mother’s expression in/as a memory/thought of how she would hold her hand outward from her physical body and ADMIRe her left hand as being pretty just like people told her often how. ‘she had such pretty hands’.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to limit the expression of myself as my hands in how I’ve diminished and taken for granted the expression of myself as them in separation in not seeing /realizing and understanding how and what my hands, as well as the rest of my physical body is revealing/expressing/manifesting daily as who I am in relationship to my entire physical body and physical reality.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself in/as the character of ‘I have pretty hands just like my mother’ to carry myself in/as ego prominent on the left side of my body in how I express myself in/as my left hand.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to have never actually realized me as my physical body as my hands as who I really am free from illusion and separation which I’ve imposed upon my physical body participating within and as my mind as my own personalized memory/character from and of my Parents.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to exist in/as separation of my hands wherein my left hand represents me in/as femininity as an expression of me that I’m not fully trusting which can be seen in/as the flesh of my left hand in that it has more stress and more lines and wrinkles than that of my right hand.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to feel inferior in how I judge how I perceive my hands as not looking as pretty as they use to.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not see/realize and understand how it is that I depend upon the left side of my physical body for structural dominance and the right side of my physical body for structural support.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not see/realize and understand how it is that I’ve taken advantage of how I depend upon my right hand as the writer of my words and in how I’ve only now noticed how my right hand provides cradling, massage and support for my left hand.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not see/realize and understand how often I will ‘automatically’ physically sit my left leg/hip area in/as/ a memory in my mind exactly of how my mother sat – where I’ll automatically place/sit on my left hand up under my left leg/hip area which I see reveals to me when I’m hiding in shame from the rest of me as my physical body infear of my path in/as self-intimacy.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to characterize my physical hands according to a memory/thought pattern in and as my mind instead of realizing that I am my physical hands here to support me in supporting a world/money system according to what’s best for all.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself through and as separation from me as my physical body to differentiate and/or judge who I am based upon male and female qualities of my right and left side according to my own self-judgment and inferiority according to how much money I earn within our current world/money system.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself in/as separation to not see/realize and understand how it’s possible to carry/protect and provide for our entire existence within each of our hands within The One Decision to Stand according to what’s best for All.

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